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In lovely hills and meadows of green
I enjoyed roaming once
Saw creeks and springs of water clear
I drank from chilly wells
Saw cattle grazing in the dales
My heart was filled with joy
Blue sky above a land of green
With eagles circling up high
And grey 'twas over waves of black
Above a raging sea
My heart still dwells in that lost place
But I must abide here
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